I've been meaning to watch this for a long time.
I'd met and hung out with the guy that wrote it a few times. In fact, during the movie there's a reference to a meat raffle - which is coincidentally the first time I met Nick. (Article about him here)
So that's my little claim to fame. Or my six degrees of seperation. Or whatever you want to call it. Haha

In any event, the movie was good. I loved Sue - the sassy girl next door and Eastwood's "reprisal" of his Dirty Harry role (my husband claims this is true), was great.
The acting wasn't the best, but the story was a good one.

A searing, postapocalyptic novel destined to become Cormac McCarthy's masterpiece.

A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. The sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don't know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food—and each other.

The Road is the profoundly moving story of a journey. It boldly imagines a future in which no hope remains, but in which the father and his son, "each the other's world entire," are sustained by love. Awesome in the totality of its vision, it is an unflinching meditation on the worst and the best that we are capable of: ultimate destructiveness, desperate tenacity, and the tenderness that keeps two people alive in the face of total devastation.